11/02/2026
My threesome ended in a... weird way. A few months ago, something happened that still messes me up inside. I'm posting it here because I need to vent and because I think someone else might understand how messed up and unexpected it was. It's all real, obviously I changed names and details so I wouldn't be identified.
I was 19, and I had just broken up with my ex (we'll call him Marco). We broke up because I caught him cheating on me with a girl who was supposedly "just a friend." It hurt a lot; I felt humiliated, used, and I had a rage that wouldn't go away. I wanted to make him pay somehow, even if only in my head. I wanted him to know that I could "move on" too, and better than him.
One night I went out with some friends, we drank quite a bit, and I ended up at a party where I met a couple: a girl (we'll call her Daniela) and a guy (Julián). Daniela was pretty, very flirty, and Julián seemed fun and easygoing. We started talking, laughing, and at one point Daniela whispered in my ear that they liked to include someone else from time to time. I, still fuming and with the alcohol helping, said yes without thinking twice. I thought: “Perfect, a MFF threesome, I’m going to tell Marco I slept with two people at the same time, screw him.”
We went to an apartment they had nearby. It all started gently: three-way kissing, hands all over, clothes falling off. Daniela kissed me intensely, touched my breasts, her hand went down between my legs. Julián watched us and joined in, kissing my neck, licking me while Daniela ate me out. I was so wet I was embarrassed, but the thrill was intense. I felt powerful, like I was regaining control.
Then Julián penetrated me while Daniela kissed me and licked my nipples. I moaned loudly, feeling desired, and each thrust made me forget Marco a little more. We changed positions: Daniela sat on my face, I licked her while Julián fucked me. It was intense, sweaty, and noisy.
We all finished exhausted, but before they came, Julián stayed inside me and came.
When we finished, we lay there for a while talking nonsense. Daniela got up to get some water and left her phone on the table. The screen lit up with a notification… and I saw a photo. A photo of Marco. My heart skipped a beat. I looked closer: it was an old story, but it was him. I casually asked, “Do you know this guy?” Daniela froze for a second, laughed nervously, and said, “Yeah, he’s an ex-friend, why?”
I told her he was my ex. Her face changed. She looked at me and blurted out, “Oh no… Marco? I… I dated him a few months ago. It was short, but yeah, we slept together a few times.”
The silence was endless. Julián didn’t understand at first, but when I explained, he was speechless. I felt like the ground was opening up around me. The girl Marco had cheated on me with… was Daniela. The same one who had just kissed me, licked me, made me come, and with whom I had just had a threesome to “get revenge.”
I got dressed quickly and practically ran out. In the taxi, I started crying, but not just from anger… also because, even though I was furious and confused, a part of me was still aroused remembering what had happened. The morbid fascination mixed with the betrayal, and that confused me even more.
Now, months later, I think about it and I still don't know what to feel. I slept with the girl who indirectly broke my heart, and in the moment, I loved it. I felt powerful, desired, dirty in the best way… and then everything fell apart. Sometimes I touch myself thinking about that night, about how Daniela was licking me while Julián penetrated me, and I come hard. Other times I feel anger and shame.
I didn't tell Marco anything. I don't know if Daniela told him anything. But I do know that, even though it hurt to discover it, that night opened my eyes to something: pleasure doesn't ask who your ex was or why it hurts.
I never told anyone in real life… until I blurted it out here. Thanks if you read to the end. 😔🔥
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